This is a song about "Mardi gras memories"

Will get him exposed off the top... call him mardi.. gras and breasts!

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Gotta h town girl, codeine sipping

Memories we renovate cause we're living..

My childhood was full of bad memories

I'm everything that they call nice

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

I don't want those memories to last

All hyped out, rappin with speedfull of energy, makin good memories

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Memories manifesting , reminding me of the skill,

But memories make me say what the fuck?!

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

I'm not the only one with these memories

This song about you, then you probably need to leave